Psych quotes
0 total quotes[In the interrogation room]
Shawn: Don't I get a phone call or something?
Lassiter: No.
Shawn: Fine. How about a text message? I'll be quick, I just need to respond "OMG LOL." Here's a question: how do you make a face that's winking with the tongue coming out one side?
Shawn: Don't I get a phone call or something?
Lassiter: No.
Shawn: Fine. How about a text message? I'll be quick, I just need to respond "OMG LOL." Here's a question: how do you make a face that's winking with the tongue coming out one side?
[Lassie has been confined to the conference room]
Shawn: Hey Lassie, the frozen yogurt guy's out front, did you want to go get one? Oh wait you can't.
[Lassiter takes off his shoe, and throws it at Shawn and Gus as they run off]
Shawn: Hey Lassie, the frozen yogurt guy's out front, did you want to go get one? Oh wait you can't.
[Lassiter takes off his shoe, and throws it at Shawn and Gus as they run off]
[Lassiter grabs Shawn by the collar and leads him into the hall]
Shawn: You know, if this is some sort of hazing ritual and we're gonna end up naked in a field, I'll need to arrange for a ride first.
Lassiter: Spencer, if I see you anywhere near this case, I'll throw every book I can find at you.
Shawn: Oh yeah? And what if you find the Bible? Are you gonna throw that too? Seems a little sacrilegious to me don't you think?
Shawn: You know, if this is some sort of hazing ritual and we're gonna end up naked in a field, I'll need to arrange for a ride first.
Lassiter: Spencer, if I see you anywhere near this case, I'll throw every book I can find at you.
Shawn: Oh yeah? And what if you find the Bible? Are you gonna throw that too? Seems a little sacrilegious to me don't you think?
[Lassiter hooks up Shawn to a polygraph machine]
Lassiter: First question. What is your name?
Shawn: There is a murderer on the loose.
Lassiter: That is not your name.
Lassiter: First question. What is your name?
Shawn: There is a murderer on the loose.
Lassiter: That is not your name.
[Lassiter is upset over a newspaper article]
Juliet: It's The Courier. It's not even a real newspaper and besides, nobody reads the paper these days anyway.
Lassiter: Why didn't you stop me?
Juliet: I don't know, I guess I was busy RSVP'ing my invitation to shut it.
Lassiter: Sorry about that.
Juliet: It's The Courier. It's not even a real newspaper and besides, nobody reads the paper these days anyway.
Lassiter: Why didn't you stop me?
Juliet: I don't know, I guess I was busy RSVP'ing my invitation to shut it.
Lassiter: Sorry about that.
[Lassiter is wearing a fake beard]
Gus: Is that Lassiter? What died on his face?
Gus: Is that Lassiter? What died on his face?
[Lassiter's desk is covered with snow globes]
Lassiter: I hate snow globes.
Shawn: Huh. That's strange, because my psychic sense told me specifically that snow globes didn't give you nightmares of being trapped in a clear ball with snow that burned your skin off.
Lassiter: Who keeps telling people I like snow globes?!
Lassiter: I hate snow globes.
Shawn: Huh. That's strange, because my psychic sense told me specifically that snow globes didn't give you nightmares of being trapped in a clear ball with snow that burned your skin off.
Lassiter: Who keeps telling people I like snow globes?!
[Setting the inscription of a watch for his son]
Henry: "Love Dad"? Why don't you just put "kissy kissy"?
Henry: "Love Dad"? Why don't you just put "kissy kissy"?
[Shawn and Gus are visiting a mobster in prison]
Shawn: My name is Shawn Spencer, well known psychic. This is my associate Burton Guster.
Gus: Now you use my real name?!
Shawn: My name is Shawn Spencer, well known psychic. This is my associate Burton Guster.
Gus: Now you use my real name?!
[Shawn and Gus find a wrapped up body that turns out to be Westwood]
Shawn: Oh thank God!
Gus: Thank God? It's a dead person!
Shawn: Yeah, but it's not Juliet.
Gus: It's still a human being, Shawn; it's Westwood. What's the matter with you?
Shawn: You're saying you'd rather it be someone we knew and care about? Fine, next time I see Jules I'll just tell her you wish she was dead.
Shawn: Oh thank God!
Gus: Thank God? It's a dead person!
Shawn: Yeah, but it's not Juliet.
Gus: It's still a human being, Shawn; it's Westwood. What's the matter with you?
Shawn: You're saying you'd rather it be someone we knew and care about? Fine, next time I see Jules I'll just tell her you wish she was dead.
[Shawn and Juliet are making out in the rental car and a cop taps the window]
Juliet: You know what? Maybe now's not the time; I have a flight in an hour.
Shawn: Wait a minute, I have a room! A really nice one. Paid for by a convicted criminal.
Juliet: Why do you tell me these things?
Shawn: Full disclosure!
Juliet: You know what? Maybe now's not the time; I have a flight in an hour.
Shawn: Wait a minute, I have a room! A really nice one. Paid for by a convicted criminal.
Juliet: Why do you tell me these things?
Shawn: Full disclosure!
[Shawn is hiding a bear which is accused of murder]
Juliet: Where's the bear, Shawn?
Shawn: What could possibly make you think I know where the bear is?
Juliet: One, because someone called in a tip about a tiny blue car pulling a huge trailer down Mariposa. Two, because I'm dating you and I know when you're lying. And three, there were like three hundred packets of tartar sauce on the front step.
Shawn: I appreciate your concern. I'm going to start watching my cholesterol.
Juliet: Where's the bear, Shawn?
Shawn: What could possibly make you think I know where the bear is?
Juliet: One, because someone called in a tip about a tiny blue car pulling a huge trailer down Mariposa. Two, because I'm dating you and I know when you're lying. And three, there were like three hundred packets of tartar sauce on the front step.
Shawn: I appreciate your concern. I'm going to start watching my cholesterol.
[Shawn pretends to feel a spirit in the records room so he can look at a case file]
Shawn: Yes, I can feel her all right. She's over by the W's.
Sgt. Allen: Why?
Shawn: No. W.
Shawn: Yes, I can feel her all right. She's over by the W's.
Sgt. Allen: Why?
Shawn: No. W.
[Shawn slams a jar of pennies on the counter to get Prescott's attention]
Prescott: What are you doing here?
Shawn: I'm here to see my money. They keep it in a special room in the back, with a trampoline. I'm gonna roll around in it for a while, maybe make it rain sort of like that scene from Indecent Proposal except no sex. MAYBE SEX!
Prescott: What are you doing here?
Shawn: I'm here to see my money. They keep it in a special room in the back, with a trampoline. I'm gonna roll around in it for a while, maybe make it rain sort of like that scene from Indecent Proposal except no sex. MAYBE SEX!